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Put your lighters up if you to
Pull your muthafuckin' caps
Over your muthafuckin' eyes til' you can't see
I want you to go blind,
So you can how I felt
When I was in that muthafuckin'

in the city of angels
Where safe and danger switch
So stranger, drive
beggars and gangsta's pass
Women and are
part of a face that we show

We got and ocean
We move in motion
Off that you walk up to blow
I ain't nothin' better there
why we all take our hats off to you
The one

to my hood, hood
Look at my block,
That's that project
Yeah, where I got shot, shot

I was more hood than Suge
Had more rocks Jay
More scars on my than the original Scarface
Or the homeboy

Al couldn't be no gangsta'
on Casino, he no gangsta'
Wanna be, wanna see, wanna get a
Dig tookie up nigga he know gangsta's

Niggas think 'cause they Menace a couple times
Cube in Boys n The Hood and press rewind
That you can survive when a real
Run upon corner and flex the nine

You be out of your mind
A real Blood put you out of your mind
So the fuck up out of my hood
Or my niggas you up out of your shine

It a movie, dog
yeah, it's a real fuckin' Uzi, dog
I'm 'bout to hop my Impala
Try to up, don't lose me y'all

in the city of angels
Where safe and danger lanes
So stranger, slow
Where beggars and pass
and dank are
Just part of a face that we

We got and ocean
We move in slow
Off sticky you walk up to blow
I ain't nothin' better there
That's why we all our hats off to you
The one

I know the O-Dog
And that nigga know the Game
I call him the tape
And he ain't been in no gang

But he in my house, house
And he set on my couch,
I put one in the air
So yeah, that know what I'm 'bout, 'bout

I'm 'bout my hood, I'm my block
I'm 'bout my so if the rat money stop
And I punch a
Catch you at a light, get out yo' shit

We niggas, out of towner's
And rap niggas, and ball
'Cause we player
We chop it up with trap niggas

We Outkasts, we big
Ludacris with them big
Where I'm from there's
Two things on the corner
Me and that store

Look the Bloods did to Weezy
Look what the Crips did to
This gang banger shit ain't to play with
Me and Snoop Dogg just made it easy

Raised in the of angels
Where safe and danger lanes
So stranger, drive
Where beggars and pass
Women and are
part of a face that we show

We got mountains and
We in slow motion
Off that sticky you up to blow
I swear ain't nothin' better
That's why we all take our off to you
The one

Y'all got this LA shit real fucked up man
Niggas better start respectin' what the fuck we man
We take the fuck out
This ain't no movie, dawg

shit is real, Crips, Bloods, Ese's
We hold down, this is LA
Wrote the shit on my face, put a muthafuckin' behind
the fuck I am, Starface
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